He stands guard at the mortal end``````````````````````Waiting for his turnWhen the road now behind him will be firm under his pawsWhen he is called to hand in his pre issued look that burnsWhen he abides by Jack's immortal lawOnly then will his fur lips bend``````````````A smile for his once gone friendsUntil that day he guards the fur lined trailWhere to all the call of peace prevails`````````````````Until that momentGive him give a silent nod``````````And feed him from your own two paws______________________________________________________________________

From: Bunnies are Better Than You, A truth; by Bunnicula Fuffybutt

*Note from the author:Feed. The. Rabbit. One time, you stoopid hoomans! (#142)

Odie was hoping that we hoomins would find some branes at the end of the rainbow, but clearly we did not. Odie thinks that some branes would do us more good than any old pot of gold. There's not enough gold in the whole world to make us less stoopid, so some branes would be more practical.